Suddenly There Are Three (Bailey and Artemis) novel Chapter 331

Chapter 331

“Bailey, what do we do?”

Bailey snapped out of her reverie when she heard her son's voice.

Stuffing the laptop into Zayron's arms, she turned and walked outside.

“I need to go to the seaside mansion and fetch Vicky. While I'm gone, make your own food, all right?”

Zayron went silent.

After Bailey left the kitchen, she headed straight to her room, changed into a set of casual sportswear, and secretly left the condominium.

The moment she left the house, Zayron sent a text message to his father.

Zayron: Bailey is on her way to rescue Vicky. I think when she gets to her, they'll leave Hallsbay. You have to keep a close eye on the sea, land, and air routes these few days. Don't let her slip away.

Meanwhile, at the Gezmond residence, Lionel was leaning against the couch in his study. As he read the news headlines that had blown up all over the internet, his eyes narrowed, and his cold gaze was as sharp as daggers.

He knew he was extremely careful every time he went to the mansion. Ordinary paparazzi couldn't have possibly tailed him.

In other words, someone was targeting Victoria. These people had spread rumors about Victoria being someone's mistress all over the internet. They even found out about the mansion beforehand and hid there twenty-four hours in advance to get these photos.

Who was it? Who leaked this to the press and tried to destroy Victoria through public pressure?

Knock, knock, knock.

Someone knocked on the door to his study.

Immediately, he closed the laptop lid before he permitted that person to enter.

The door was pushed open, and Wendy walked in with a tray in her hand.

“Nell, I've prepared some soup for you. Have it while it's still hot.”

Lionel didn't say anything and narrowed his eyes at her.

Could it be her? It shouldn't be possible. The people who attended to her were all my men. If she did anything, I would be the first to know. But there wasn't anything unusual from my men's report.

“Have you seen the news?” Lionel asked in a roundabout way.

Stunned for a second, Wendy looked at him in confusion before saying, “What news? I haven't had the time to watch the news since I was in the kitchen making soup. Did something happen?”

Lionel leaned back on the couch and folded his arms. Looking at her indifferently, he drawled, “It's okay. You'll know sooner or later. The rumors are true. I'm indeed keeping a mistress, and she's Victoria.”

Wendy trembled, her eyes flickered, and she had an awkward expression on her face.